September 23, 2008

NEW YORK -- Once again, our favorite Tourette's-afflicted anchornegress (freshly recovered after having her potty mouth gang-soaped by The Peducah Praise Singers) has a hot-off-the-m*therf*cking-presses news bulletin she needs to share. We know better than to argue.

Take it away, Sue!

Thanks, butt-reaming poof-bitch.

I've just received g*ddamned word that the sphincter-sucking rectal boy who writes this c*nt-licking blog is pulling up m*therf*cking stakes and temporarily relocating to the sh*t-kicking c*cksucker capital of the g*ddammned world, Co-f*cking-lumbus, O-f*ggot-*ss-Hio. It seems that O-f*ggot-*ss-Hio State Uni-g*ddamned-versity saw fit to award the *ss-banging cat-fister a m*therf*cking residency, and he's going to hang his ball-bouncing hat at the g*ddamned Thurber House, where that fart-sucking colon poker James Thurber grew up. While he's there the *ss-humping poo-puncher will be teaching m*therf*cking classes, chairing a butt-fisting symposium (whatever the f*ck THAT means), and watching his c*nt-ramming tw*t-licking j*zz-gargling play get produced by a bunch of theatre f*ggots.

Thanks JE! Arrived safe and sound. This is no joke...we're staying at a freakin MUSEUM (and have half of the third floor of a beautiful victorian house to ourselves). We think we'll enjoy it quite a bit, until someone discovers we're an imposter and we're thrown out on our ear.

Ahh Ohio, well Cleveland... I got lost on a 5 mile run there... turned out to be 15 miles and 2 hours..., Got punched in the nose by a boring short man (I drunkenly wandered off to the toilet - he found me getting blown in full view so it was kinda justified), then made out with the barman... "oh my god you're from England"!
If Colombus is anything like... - get satnav, avoid mini-gays, and don't talk to boys from L.A. at the urinal...

Well Hello Columbus. Getting tired of the asterisks man. Too coy for me. Print it or say it or don't. Use your imagination for something other than body parts. You're a playwright big boy, write something.

Wow Regina...that comment borders on rude. Sorry we're too coy for your tastes, but we'd prefer to keep google adsense (which one loses when one gets too profane, hence the asterisks). So enlighten us, Regina...you say write something and that's what we thought we were doing. What do you want us to write? Here's a hint: we tend to write what pleases us, not what pleases you.